You’d be hard-pressed to find a band that sound like Turbowolf, because they have an individual sound and style that they’ve perfected.
Sadly, that’s a problem with this album.
Turbowolf may have perfected their sound, but there’s hardly any variety within it. The first half of The Free Life sounds like listening to the same song over and over again.
Until Up & Atom every song is repetitive and interchangeable, frontman Chris Georgiadis nasally sliding from one note to the next with a lack of passion or energy, making a collection of forgettable and highly skippable tracks.
However, the last four tracks on the album are remarkably strong, finally igniting a spark of intrigue.
Up & Atom is opened by a female vocalist, causing it to stand out instantly, while Blackhole is fast, a punishing riff kickstarting the song and pushing it along at a breakneck speed, making it the only song on the album that’s likely to receive mainstream attention.
The Free Life slows things down once more, running to a length of almost six minutes, but the catchy chorus makes it one of the only songs on the album that sticks in your head and begs you to listen to it again.
Closer Concluder isn’t as strong, but with a smooth segue between it and the preceding track, and an acoustic guitar leading the proceedings, it’s certainly a memorable end to a rock ‘n’ roll album.
There’s one aspect of the album that is consistently excellent, and that is the lyrics. They’re psychedelic, transporting the listener to another world and telling fantastical stories (one particularly strong example appearing in Very Bad: “I keep on looking for that knowledge key/A lock that opens, endlessly”). In fact, the band sum up the contents of The Free Life beautifully in the album’s title track: “Science, magic, all things in between”.
This album is bound to appeal to Turbowolf’s existing fanbase, but it doesn’t seem likely to attract many new wolves to their pack.